Description: He is lean but muscular and wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a sickle, but if one is not available he will default to his trident. He keeps his silver hair in a pixie cut. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He became a Apothecary soon after.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Justice, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 6000 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (300 gp). A miniature (3 inch) silver gauntlet, trimmed in mother-of-pearl (10 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (300 gp).

Description: This fat western man has a bulbous nose and dresses like a well dressed Mortician does. His skin is also unnaturally pale. He has no hair. His eyes are green and catlike.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Quarion took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up sickle and armor he uses now. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Nature, Military. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 1000 pp. Black star sapphire (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears a tan vest and prefers pastel and black shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He has no hair. This green eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his mother. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the north were limited. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.